Along the riverside, sand and rocks were flying, and the pale white soul-stirring wind swept across the world, trying to engulf everything. It moved so fast that even if Zhang Chunyi and others wanted to evacuate, it would be too late.

"Bing Soul Cold Light!"

At the critical moment, he took a step forward and Wu Mian activated his magical power.

Scratch, stern chill burst out, the cold light swept across the void and froze everything. The chaotic soul wind roaring like a tsunami was instantly frozen, and the sky and the earth suddenly became silvery white. For the ice soul cold light, even an invisible thing like wind came.

It says it can also be frozen.

"Hurry up, this strange wind is too strong, I can only freeze them for a moment."

With a solemn look on his face, Wu Mian spoke.

Hearing this, he nodded without hesitation. Zhang Chunyi immediately retreated with a few monsters. At this moment, a sharp cry resounded through the void, and a wave of sound spread out like a substance, causing the originally frozen souls to wander.

The ice of the wind instantly shattered and turned into little crystals.

"Is there a big guy coming out?"

He once again activated the cold light of the ice soul and looked at the broken void. A black shadow was reflected in Wumian's blue eyes. It looked like a roc, with a mouth like a hook, claws like gold, sharp eyes, a wingspan of nearly a hundred feet, and black feathers all over its body.

, lingering like a real ghost, with an aura as dark as an abyss.

On the other side, the powerful ghost energy was also felt. Zhang Chunyi and several monsters did not stop in their footsteps. Judging from the aura, this ghost's cultivation level has reached 100,000 years, which is comparable to the pure Yang realm monks.

, they can't help much if they stay. The most important thing is that they can't resist the power of the Soul Wind. Once they are involved, the consequences are unpredictable.

Hey, the storm enveloped him, and he took everything into his eyes. He glanced across Wu Mian, who felt dangerous, and locked on Zhang Chunyi, who was already close to the river of death. A cunning look flashed in his eyes. The black-feathered roc cried again, trying to destroy the ice crystal, completely

Unleash the power of the Soul Wind.

But at this moment, the sound of the rising and falling waves echoed, everything fell into sleep, and the black-feathered roc's sonic magical power was blocked, and it suddenly lost its power.

"Has a high level of intelligence, knows how to use strength to gain strength, and has directly targeted my weaknesses?"

The power of the Ice Soul Taoist Seed was once again activated, and his heart was frozen. Knowing that it would be difficult to leave smoothly without repelling this roc bird ghost, the wave rose into the sky, and Wumian took the initiative to rush into the wave of the soul-stirring wind.

With the help of the magical power of the Ice Soul Taoist Seal to freeze his heart, he can ignore the mysterious power of Chaotic Soul Wind for a short period of time.

"Since you don't want us to leave, then I'll beat you to death."

Killing intent burst out in his heart, and he could not hold back his hand. Wumian mobilized all his power. At this moment, dense blue scales appeared on his body, with strange patterns on them, resembling an eye-eyed child. He manifested

He lost his own body.

"Ice Soul Cold Light·Destruction in Ten Directions."

The demonic power boiled, with Wu Mian as the center, and the white cold light swept across all directions, completely freezing the entire void. At this moment, the gloomy sky turned into crystal clear white, becoming a frosty sky.

Caught off guard, the black-feathered roc was also restrained, but with blazing black flames burning all over its body, constantly melting the power of ice soul and cold light, it could break free in the next moment. After all, the range covered by Wumian's magical power is too wide.

, the power will inevitably be weakened, but even so, Wu Mian has achieved his goal.

Rumble, the roar of the waves sounded, one after another, deafening. Twenty-four sunken sea pearls appeared in the void, turning into twenty-four miniature oceans, connecting with each other, turning into a real ocean, followed by a jade-like pearl.

The palm of his hand reached out and held this vast ocean in his palm.

Ruyi's magical powers are operating, standing between heaven and earth like a god, with one hand holding the roaring soul wind, and the other holding the ocean. Looking at the black-feathered roc whose movements were temporarily restricted, Wu Mian's eyes were full of indifference.

"It's overwhelming!"

Mi Tian's palm flipped over and poured down with the power of the ocean. Wu Mian activated his magical power to overturn the river and sea. At this moment, looking from a distance, the vast ocean was overturned, the frosty sky was shattered, and there was an earth-shaking trend. The entire void was trembling. The powerful

Incredible.

The same magical power that can overturn rivers and seas is different in the hands of several dragon kings in the South China Sea Dragon Palace than in the hands of Wumian. With the help of Jiao Renhuang's body and the blessing of twenty-four sea-sinking beads, Wumian can fully display the power of this magical power. The most important thing is

What's more, the magical power of "Overturning Rivers and Seas" focuses on overwhelming people with force and power, which is exactly suitable for Wuxian's current state.

Phew, the sea rolled down, and the body was covered by shadows. Sensing something bad, the black-feathered roc struggled crazily, but by this time it was already too late. As Wu Mian's palm dropped, the terrifying pressure had already fallen on its ghost.

On top of its body, it could originally fly thousands of miles away by flapping its wings, but now it couldn't move at all, as if it had already carried a vast ocean on its back, and its weight was unbearable.

Beep, cry again and again, still unable to break free. In desperation, the black-feathered roc could only close its wings and use its strongest protective magical power. Black flames rose for a moment, turning it into a black ball hanging high in the air.

Big day.

The next moment, the truly terrifying power came, and the world fell silent instantly, losing all sounds.

After a breath, the void shattered, the brilliance of the black sun disappeared, the wasteland shook, a huge lake appeared on the wasteland, and a deafening roar sounded, spreading far and wide.

Looking down at the lake that looked like a huge palm print, Wu Mian took a breath and grabbed the black-feathered roc from the lake. Its bones were broken, its eyes exploded, purple demon blood flowed from the corners of its mouth, and it was silent.

But at this moment, he noticed something, and regardless of the consumption of his own strength, he took the ghost body of the black-feathered roc, transformed into divine light, and escaped in an instant without sleep.

With Wu Sheng's guidance, Wu Mian crossed the river of wasted death as quickly as possible, and at this moment, ignoring the chaotic soul wind of roaring Xiao, a man with disheveled hair, whose face could not be seen clearly, with long fingernails, as red as blood, was wearing

A female ghost in a wedding dress appeared by the River of Wasted Death.

Through the scattered hair, his empty gaze locked on Wu Mian.

Looking at each other across the river, feeling the gaze of this female ghost, Wumian's heart was filled with chills. This female ghost was far stronger than the previous black-feathered roc, and her cultivation level reached 110,000 years. The most important thing is

This is not just a pile of numbers. To be able to reach this point in the Demon King Realm and break the limit of 100,000 years proves that this female ghost has extraordinary qualifications and must have Taoism in her body.

With the help of the alien emperor's body, Wumian is sure to kill the black-feathered roc, but is not sure to kill the female ghost. The higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the Tao species can show than the magic species. The most important thing is its soul.

He is weak and can only show the power of a few strikes. Once he cannot kill the female ghost in a short time, he can only let the female ghost kill him.

In fact, his soul is already full of sleepiness now, and he is just trying to hold on.

"It's a pity. I feel like eating him will do me a lot of good."

He glanced at the sleepless man who was strong and fucked, and then at the river of death that was flowing quietly. A look of fear appeared on his face, and the female ghost disappeared.

"It seems that the River of Death is not only a roadblock for intelligent beings to go to the depths of Yinmingtian, but also a shackle that restrains these powerful ghosts from going out."

The words sounded, and Zhang Chunyi's figure appeared beside Wu Mian.

Hearing this, Wu Mian nodded. A seemingly ordinary river divided the Yin Ming Tian into two parts. Most of the ghosts were born with resentment. Unless they were like ghosts without intelligence, it would be a waste to survive the river.
Chapter completed!